Never Say Never (25 page)

“Take them off,” I pant. My eyes are closed and my heart is racing.

“You’re not very patient, are you?” he whispers, and I just about lose it. He lifts his face just inches off my body and slowly goes down, kissing my stomach as he makes his way. I arch my back, my body humming with desire. I’m so close already.

He puts his mouth over me, hot breath winding the coils of desire even tighter. I reach down, my fingers tangling in his hair. I bend my legs up, muscles stiff. Moving slowly on purpose, he hooks a finger on each side of my panties and pulls them down.

I’m so warm. I need him on me, in me. Now. I ball the sheets in my hands as he rolls the panties down my leg, fingertips trailing over my skin so softly it causes goosebumps to break out. I shiver again, so wound up I’m ready to grab him and force him onto me. I haven’t been this turned on since…ever.

The panties slip off my feet and fall to the floor. Aiden grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the bed. Anticipation builds up. He kneels on the floor, putting my legs over his shoulders. I lift my head up and look at him, panting already.

He turns his head in, kissing the soft skin on my thigh. It sends a pulse of pleasure through me, and I let out a moan. Aiden slips his hands under my ass and brings me to him. He kisses my skin again, softly nipping with his teeth before his tongue runs over my clit.

My mouth falls open and I gasp. His tongue hits me again hard, then soft, then hard again, and a rush of warmth goes through me at a dizzying rate. Holy shit. And he’s just getting started. He keeps going, licking and sucking until my legs tremble. He pauses, tipping his head and kissing my thigh again before moving back. He’s doing it on purpose, knowing how close I am to coming.

I put my hands on his head and push him against me. “Don’t stop,” I pant. “Don’t. I’m so…so…oh!”

He slips two fingers inside of me, and I’m hit with another kind of desire. He curls them, pressing against my g-spot. His mouth tightens around me, his tongue lashing quickly. The pleasure erupts form deep inside, spreading to every part of my body. I feel myself contracting against him. My legs tremble and my vision blacks out. I can’t move my legs and my ears are ringing.

He doesn’t take his mouth off of me, doesn’t stop pressing his fingers against that spot inside me. Just when I think I’m going to pass out, I have another orgasm and feel wetness spill from me. Aiden moans, getting off on my pleasure.

When he breaks away to put on a condom, I’m still floating through bliss. My heart is hammering in my ears, and I can’t move, can’t think straight. He wipes his face with the back of his hand and stands, leaning over the bed. His mouth finds my breast and he sucks at my nipple.

I’m so hot, so wound up, that just his tongue lashing against me sends another wave through me, and I have orgasm number three. I’ve never had one just from being touched like that.

The feeling starts coming back to my legs. I hook them around Aiden, and we move up on the bed. He falls on top of me, the tip of his cock resting between my legs. I wrap my fingers around his biceps, running them up and over his back. I lift my head and kiss him, tasting myself on his lips, but I don’t care. All that matters, all I care about, is Aiden.

He lowers himself, opening my mouth with his tongue, and pushes inside me, hard, deep. His muscles flex and he groans. I widen my legs, letting him in deeper. He’s still kissing me, thrusting in and out in perfect rhythm. Then he pulls out and grabs my legs. He gets onto his knees and lifts my legs up, holding my ankles above my head. I’m bent up like a pretzel, so exposed to him.

He looks into my eyes and slowly pushes back in. He hits me at a new angle and I loudly moan. He pulls back, almost pulling out, then rams back in. I moan again. He repeats the slow motion then pushes hard into me, over and over, then suddenly speeds up, thrusting as fast as he can. Pleasure winds up inside me and I climax again. He softly moans, his fingers tightening around my ankles. When he’s almost there, he lets my legs down and moves on top of me again, cupping my head in his hands. His mouth meets mine, teeth closing around my bottom lip. He lets out one final moan as he comes. There is something so incredibly sexy about a man who makes noise during sex, like he’s not afraid to show how much he’s enjoying it.

Aiden collapses on top of me, breathing hard. My heart is racing and my ears are still ringing. I’ve never had that many orgasms in a row at that intensity. It isn’t just sex with Aiden. It’s something more, and that terrifies me.

He’s still inside me, his cock still pulsing. Holding me close, he pulls out and rolls us over. I hook my legs over his and rest my head on his chest. He’s breathing heavily and his heart is beating just as fast as mine. My vision slowly focuses, and the ringing in my ears quiets.

Holy shit.

And Aiden is sick. I don’t think I can handle him when he’s at one hundred percent. I might really pass out from sexual pleasure overload. I smile at the thought. I run my fingers over the ridges of his abs. He closes his eyes and tips his head toward mine.

The world stands still and only we exist. Everything bad is gone, and all that is left is Aiden. Aiden and his strong arms holding me, his racing heart, and warm skin. I close my eyes and slide my arm around him. He tightens his embrace and kisses the top of my head.

I never want him to let me go. I never want him to leave. I never want a day to go by that he’s not inside me, not kissing me, not holding me and keeping the nightmares of fire away.

Chapter 20

We sit as close as possible on the porch swing. Pink, purple, and orange clouds stretch over snow-capped mountains, glowing behind the setting sun. I fell asleep after making love to Haley, drifting into a deep and peaceful sleep for four hours. She is better than any drug, any drop of alcohol. She doesn’t just dull the pain; she takes it away.

She’s my light in the dark.

I am in love with her. Undeniably, completely in love with her. But I don’t tell her. I won’t tell her, not yet.

“Will you stay the night with me?” she asks, running her nails up and down my arm.

“Yes,” I say with no hesitation, pushing off the porch and rocking the swing. Haley has her legs tucked up under her and her head resting on my chest. My arms are wrapped around her, holding her close to me. We’ve been sitting on the porch, watching the sun sink behind the mountains for a while, just enjoying each other’s company.

There is no hiding anything with Haley. I don’t have to act how Aiden Shepherd should act. I am just me. She sees me for who I am, the man behind the mask of fame and fortune. She makes me feel whole, makes me feel like I’m worth more than playing a part. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

“I don’t want to go back to work,” I sigh. I don’t want to leave this porch, leave this farm. I don’t want to ever leave Haley.

“I bet I don’t want to go even more,” she says back. “At least you get free lunch.”

I laugh and bend over, kissing her soft lips. “That is true. And I don’t have a boss who’s trying to look down my shirt at my tits every time he walks by.”

“No, only a few million strangers,” she says with a smile. “But not at your tits.”

I laugh. “I’m not supposed to go back to work yet,” I tell her. “I’m supposed to be resting for the rest of the week.”

“Really?” she asks, and the hope and excitement in her voice makes me want to tell her how deeply I feel. I almost do right then and there. Almost. Am I a fool for rushing into this? I don’t care if I am. I know how I feel in this moment, and the moment is all that matters. Life is too short to spend worrying about what is appropriate when it comes to matters of the heart. I know how I feel and I am in love with her. “What are you going to do?”

I shrug. “I haven’t thought that far ahead. I suppose I could go home.”

“Oh,” she says, the dejection heavy in her voice.

“Or I could stay here…with you.”

The smile returns to her face. “I’d like that a lot.” She takes my hand in hers and absent-mindly runs her fingers over the scars on my wrist. “What happened?” she asks softly, her fingertip hovering over the scar.

My jaw tenses. The lie I always tell comes to mind, rushing through me but dying on my tongue. I close my eyes, feeling the darkness creep inside. I open my eyes and look down at Haley, and the darkness retreats, unable to compete with her light. “I tried to kill myself.”

The words cut through the air like the knife that sliced through my skin. Haley slides her finger along the scar then links her fingers through mine.

“I’m so sorry, Aiden.”

I nod. “I was sixteen and couldn’t…I couldn’t handle things, so I tried to end it. My sister found me before I got to the other wrist. I didn’t die, obviously.” She twists in my arms and holds me. I relax, feeling a weight I didn’t know was pressing on me lift. I hadn’t told this to anyone. Not to Kennedy, who’d asked about the scar more than once during our relationship. Not to the cast members of
Shadowland
, who had become my new family. Not to Claire, who’d been with me since the start. Not to anyone.

“Can I ask what happened to make you feel so hopeless? It’s okay of you don’t want to tell me.”

I hold her close, my heart pounding. No one knows what happened. It’s a secret kept in our family, a huge reason I moved from London to L.A. and never went back. “My dad…” I start. “My dad and I never got along. He liked to take his frustrations out on me.”

“He hit you,” she whispers.

“Not just hit. He beat the shit out of me. I passed out from it a few times and had my arm broken twice.”

Haley tenses then runs her hands through my hair, keeping me calm. “That’s awful, Aiden. I’m so sorry.”

“Me too. My mum knew. She saw it happen most of the time. And she did nothing. Just cowered and watched with tears in her eyes. She was scared of him, I know that now, but fuck, take us away, take us somewhere safe. She’d rather be with him than alone.”

“It still hurts you, doesn’t it?” she asks softly and sits up, urging me onto her. We resituate with my head nestled between her breasts.

“What does?”

“Life.”

I feel emotional, and I can’t answer right away. Haley is so kind, so caring. She is going through her own hell yet noticed what none of my friends did. “Yes,” I finally whisper. “It does. It shouldn’t, because I have everything I’m supposed to have.”

“It’s not what you have, but who you have,” she says softly before she kisses me. My heart flutters in a way it hasn’t since I met her. It’s beating and I feel so alive, and for the first time in years I want to stay alive. I don’t want to think about death or slowly slipping away, about the life seeping from me like water into the ground, about everything fading to black as I cease to exist. I want to be with Haley, to feel everything, the good and the bad. I want to be here for her, and I’ve never wanted that for anyone before.

“I only recently realized that,” I say back just as softly. “I haven’t felt the hurt as badly recently, though. Not since I met you.” Her jaw tightens and tears glisten in her eyes. She just nods and rests her forehead against mine. “I don’t know why, but there is something about you that makes me feel okay.”

“That’s why you have all those pills,” she says, and I nod. She doesn’t speak. She just holds me, and I fear if she lets me go I will unravel and get swept away with the wind. My heart is racing and my fingers tremble. I’ve never felt so scared yet so relieved before. Haley believes in second chances. She thinks the worst of the worst are redeemable.

Will she think I am?

“Hey, I’m fine,” I say and kiss her. She melts into me, and the kiss turns into something more. Before I know it, my hands are under her shirt, cupping her breasts, and my tongue is in her mouth.

“I don’t want to lose you, and I don’t mean just to another woman. I don’t want to lose you to anything, Aiden. I’ve already lost so much. I can’t lose you too.”

“You won’t lose me, Haley.”

Tears fill her eyes. “Overdosing is dangerous, Aiden! You could die!”

“I’m not going to overdose,” I snap. “They’re just pain pills.”

Her eyes widen in horror. “Don’t you know that’s still dangerous?” she rasps.

I shrug and roll my eyes. It’s not like I was shooting up heroin. It was just prescription painkillers.

“I won’t overdoes,” I say. “Haley, it’s fine. I know what to take and when to stop.”

She closes her eyes. “That doesn’t make me feel any better. If you’re drinking and take the wrong pill…it could be bad.”

“It won’t be bad. I promise.” I kiss her.

Tears run down her face. “If anything happened to you, it would kill me.”

“I’m sorry,” I say softly. “I’ll stop.”

“I don’t want you to hurt, and I don’t want you to get hurt. There has to be another way, and whatever it is, whatever it takes, I’ll help you. I want to help you.”

“You do, Haley. You don’t know it, but you do. Just being with you, just knowing you don’t think I’m hopeless, helps. I’ve never had that before,” I admit quietly. “There is darkness in me, Haley, and it won’t go away. It pulls me under and taints my thoughts, and sometimes I do bad things.”